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r v wooo
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0 posted 2008-04-26 11:03 AM


                      Buffalo Heart

        Beyond a village, resting in silent refrain,
        bearing a soul within its name,
        a proud nation, the Illinois, once thrived.
        Near a place called Buffalo Heart.

        All is quiet.
        The soul of a mighty beast,
        now, laid to rest!
        as an ironhorse moved onward
        toward the west.

        Yet, within the heart of a new nation,
        the souls of a past still resound,
        in a place called Buffalo Heart,
        as the long-drawn-out whistle of a train
        passes in the night.

[This message has been edited by r v wooo (04-27-2008 10:07 AM).]

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ctowen
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1 posted 2008-04-26 12:42 PM


You might be able to take the life out of a heart
   but you can not take the heart out of life ....


a heartfelt piece

Ct

r v wooo
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2 posted 2008-04-26 12:54 PM


ct, thank you for the time in allowing me to share and thank you for sharing your thought.

[This message has been edited by r v wooo (04-28-2008 03:09 AM).]

Seoulair
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3 posted 2008-04-26 01:13 PM


Beautiful poem. enjoyed.

Wild Buffalo wind
charged on the eagle's wings
zooming through history

r v wooo
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4 posted 2008-04-26 01:22 PM


thank you seoulair...still intrigued with your poem, "sun".
Earth Angel
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5 posted 2008-04-26 01:53 PM


       "Yet, within the heart of a new nation,
       the souls of a past still resound,
       in place called Buffalo Heart,
       as the long-drawn-out whistle of a train
       passes in the night."

~ Your closing stanza was perfect! Loved it! ~ as was your entire poem! Well done!!!

Love & Native Light,
EA

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6 posted 2008-04-26 02:35 PM


I liked the Ending too!



ARCTIC WIND

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7 posted 2008-04-26 05:22 PM


You know, your poem gave me some hope at a time that I need it.  Without going into deep discussion of my questions as of late, I just felt like you kind of reached into me and touched me with this one.  Isn't that what poetry is all about?  

Thank you.

A

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8 posted 2008-04-26 06:44 PM


Excellent and timely write.
                   Ida

r v wooo
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9 posted 2008-04-27 12:31 PM


thank you e.a. i appreciate your kind remarks.
r v wooo
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10 posted 2008-04-27 12:46 PM


yes,arctic...there is something nostalgic about the old steam engine trains...as they have passed into the night, i find that i miss them so much.
r v wooo
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11 posted 2008-04-27 12:51 PM


alison and ida, happy to know you liked the poem and alison, interesting how one can be touched through the monitor glass.
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12 posted 2008-04-27 05:39 PM


It's interesting, I guess; but, I find that reading poetry here is similar to reading it on a printed page.  There is an added bonus of response and "conversation" here that adds another dimension.

Alison

r v wooo
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13 posted 2008-04-28 12:29 PM


yes, i agree, alison, the communication is a most important factor and to understand a story that is being written in the form of individual poems, one only has to research the archive. the dialogue between poet and reader allows the researcher to read between the lines in the poem. the poems can therefore become idiodynamic markers in understanding individual events in the creative development of the story.  
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14 posted 2008-04-28 12:36 PM


nice write

JJ

r v wooo
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15 posted 2008-04-28 12:57 PM


thank you jj...we both have shared with one another, a pleasant kindness.
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16 posted 2008-04-28 10:23 AM


r v...Great poem. Really enjoyed. Buffalo Heart sounds like a wonderful place. Thanks for sharing...Paul

~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~
Paul

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17 posted 2008-04-28 10:26 AM


Having grown up near the Ilini nation in the land of mound builders, I can truly appreciate this write...poetically, I loved the serenity of the following line:

"as the long-drawn-out whistle of a train
        passes in the night"

gilead
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18 posted 2008-04-28 11:32 AM


Ah, so hauntingly beautiful, as if I am there listening to the dying sound of the train whistle as it passes in the night into the shadows of history!

Art

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19 posted 2008-04-28 12:14 PM


truly poignant! A good well written poem.
sharyn

r v wooo
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20 posted 2008-04-29 12:38 PM


buffalo heart...one of the back roads of my life, paul.

steavenr, i grew up in southern indiana...near the confluence of the ohio and wabash rivers...much native american history involving mound builders associated with that area as well.

gilead, as a young boy, i developed a love for the steam engine train. spent many hours during that time of my life talking to hoboes that would stop at our back door and ask for a bacon-fried egg sandwich that my mother would customarily fix for them. loved sitting on the back porch steps, of that old eleven room victorian house, listening to the stories they would tell about their adventures riding the rails.

shyvl, received your email...thank you! you are an interesting poet...noticed you are located in texas...am curious...my nephew passed away in texas in january of this year...he had been in a coma for 27 years...he was 47 when he died.

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